FLASHBACK — 6 YEARS AGO
Two men stood in front of a large metal circle that was propped up on the sides by huge poles. In the middle of the circle was a small miasma that was squirming everywhere but it was contained within the metal circle.
A younger Marquis stared at the screen showing signs of the progress of the miasma and a frown married his face—the thing was developing rather quickly, even with the preventative measures they had taken to ensure they delay its progression. Day by day, it was growing bigger and bigger.
"We cannot continue to study this." He mused to himself as he took note of the recent developments.
